her all this time but to break her heart at last? father... i've made up my mind. when mr. tackleton returns, i shall tell him that i accept his proposal. crocket's voice: see, i was determined that bertha would never get a chance to say yes. so i called together some of me mates. well, right on the dot, he arrives. bertha: do come and sit beside me, mr. tackleton. i've made tea. i shall. oh, i shall, my pretty little lady. one lump or 2? 2. oh, yes, 2, my pretty. 2, he says. coming up, matey. oh! ooh! ooh, is anything wrong? no. and now, my dear, we come to the reason for my presence here. ha ha ha. "ha ha ha." that's what you think, chum. pepper. and have you made up your pretty little mind? ha ha ha. well, to tell the truth, kind sir-- yes? ha ha ha. [ah-choo!] oh! oh, what was that? never mind. now-- [ah-choo!] well, what on earth? excuse me, my pretty-- [ah-choo!] [ah-choo! ah-choo!] it was that cricket made a fool of me. uriah, get rid of him once and for all. [squawk] and this time, no slip-ups. get professional help so you won't bungle the job. i want that cricket eliminated.